"Yang Jian, during the days when he left home, Li Yuan had been dependent on me. His family had all passed away, and he was the only one living alone."

"I have become a sibling with him! I have said that I will not leave him! I cannot give him hope, and I will put him in despair!"

"He is a very sensitive and vulnerable person, and I don't want to hurt him!"

"Yang Jian! In this world, no one will replace your position in my heart! But Li Yuan, Li Yuan is my oath!" Dugu Jialuo said firmly.

Yang Jian turned Dugu Jialuo's body, met her eyes, and smiled faintly, "I'll go with you. I'll wait for you outside."

Dugu Jialuo hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The news of Yang Jian's escape from marriage spread throughout Chang'an in just one hour. Of course, the palace received the news almost immediately.

After hearing this news, Your Majesty was furious. The Empress Dowager was even more anxious and did not come up in one breath and died!

For a moment, the government and the country were shocked!

One by one, the imperial edicts were issued from the palace. Two of the imperial edicts were passed down from the civil and military officials.

The first is to recall all the vassal kings in the fiefdom and return to the palace to attend the funeral! In this way, the eldest prince Yang Zheng, located in the east, and the second prince Yang Shuang, located in the southern border, will return to Chang'an, and a battle for the throne is about to begin! The ministers of the court of various parties in Chang'an couldn't help but start to move.

The second is that the fourth prince Yang Jian disobeyed the imperial edict and openly resisted the marriage, which caused the empress dowager to die in anger, and the crime was unforgivable. He thought that he had been respectful to the empress dowager for many years, and the empress dowager was extremely fond of him, so he punished the fourth prince Yang Jian to go to the imperial tomb and guard the empress dowager for three years!

This second piece of news completely excluded Yang Jian from the fight for the throne. Some ministers who originally supported Yang Jian in the court immediately began to weigh the pros and cons and choose new parties.

That's right, although Yang Jian didn't care about the world and only knew how to play the piano and moon, poetry, calligraphy and painting, he was the only legitimate son of the emperor today. As long as he became serious, according to the tradition of the Sui Kingdom, he would inevitably become the crown prince. Therefore, among all the princes, Yang Jian had the greatest possibility of becoming the crown prince. After all, the other three princes had the highest biological mother position only as the beauty.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current emperor is old and if he wants to survive in the court and the country, he must find a new backer. The fourth prince Yang Jian was demoted to the imperial tomb and was not allowed to enter the imperial capital for three years. This almost lost hope of fighting for the throne.

However, there are not so many ghost thoughts in the palace.

Yang Jian's biological mother, the queen of the Sui Kingdom, died of a violent illness ten years ago, and the biological mothers of the eldest prince Yang Zheng and the second prince Yang Shuang also died one after another a few years ago. Yang Song was too young, so there was no battle for the throne in the palace, nor was there a dispute over the throne. The death of the Empress Dowager would only involve the interests of a few people, and it would not cause too much dispute.

In Shou'an Hall, a group of concubines were kneeling in the outer room, and there were only a few concubines and princesses who were favored by the Queen Mother on weekdays.

The old man, who was over fifty years old and had gray hair due to government work, was wearing a bright yellow brocade robe and sat in front of the bed. His old eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at the eunuch who had taken care of him for half his life. "Liu An, I will pass on my oral instructions that the empress dowager will be virtuous and kind to the people. In order to bid farewell to the empress dowager, I will make a general amnesty today!"

"Abide by Your Majesty's will!" The eunuch on the side was even older than the emperor. Just looking at it made people feel that he was in his old age.

The emperor sighed deeply, "You all retreat, let me and the Queen Mother stay for a while."

"I won't leave! I will also accompany the emperor!" The twelve-year-old Yang Song couldn't stop tears when he thought of the empress dowager's favor for him on weekdays. He kept wiping the tears with his sleeves, but he couldn't clean them. After hearing his father's words, he even hugged the emperor's legs, "I can't bear to give up on how good the emperor treats me on weekdays..." After that, he couldn't stop crying loudly.

The concubine in blue clothes, not far from Yang Song, whispered, "Song'er, be obedient and do not disturb the quietness of the Empress Dowager here."

But the emperor hugged Yang Song in his arms, "Song'er stays, you all retreat."

Although Li Yuan left quietly, Dugu Jialuo had no thoughts at all and walked towards Li Yuan's home. After half an hour, he came to Li Yuan's home. Dugu Jialuo asked Yang Jian to wait for her here, so he walked in.

As expected, Dugu Jialuo came to the main house and walked two steps inside. When he turned around, he saw Li Yuan hiding behind the door and leaning against the threshold.

Dugu Jialuo knew that he wasn't really asleep, so she sat down in front of him, "Li Yuan, I'm sorry."

"Are you here to say goodbye?" He didn't even open his eyes, his voice as cold as when he first met.

Dugu Jialuo held his cold finger, "I'm here to ask you, we won't leave Chang'an, then, when will we go back to Qianxue Tower?"

Li Yuan's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes, "Yeah? Are you going back with him?"

"I said I will accompany you. If I return to Dugu Mansion, I will definitely bring you back. However, I know that you must not like that. So, for my promise to you, I will be with you and Qianxuelou."

Li Yuan held Dugu Jialuo's hand and his forehead fell on Dugu Jialuo's shoulder, "Damn it! I thought you wouldn't come back."

Dugu Jialuo leaned against him and chuckled softly, "Li Yuan, if you want to believe me, I will not leave you."

"Yeah! I believe in you! I will never doubt you anymore!" Li Yuan's voice became firmer again.

Suddenly, Li Yuan pushed Dugu Jialuo away and opened a blue-gray bag beside him. The bag was wet after being wet with rain. After opening it, the bag was already wet with green books.

"Ah... it's really wet." He was a little depressed.

Dugu Jialuo picked up a book and opened it. The words in the book were already fainted and the handwriting could not be seen clearly. She comforted, "It doesn't matter, just buy it if the book is broken."

"kindness."

When he walked out of the room side by side with Dugu Jialuo, Li Yuan saw Yang Jian outside the yard at a glance. He felt a sudden heart, but he didn't say anything.

The three of them were soaked at this time, and there was no level of rank. Yang Jian smiled gently, "I just got wet from the rain, so I'll find a place to take a hot shower first, so don't catch a cold."

Li Yuan didn't respond, but just looked at Dugu Jialuo.

"Then you'll find the nearest inn." Dugu Jialuo knew that Li Yuanding was unwilling to go to the Duke of Tang's Mansion, and did not want to cause more trouble.

"good."

Southern Xinjiang, evening.

Under the blooming peach blossom tree, a woman wearing a pink peony dance dress dances gracefully. Her eyes are like the bright moon and her fingers are like flowing clouds, like a peerless fairy on earth.

In southern Xinjiang, there is a title that the people of southern Xinjiang would respectfully call them as long as they hear them - the Princess of Southern Xinjiang! In Chang'an, more people like to call her the eldest daughter of Lord Otsukazai and the first beauty in Chang'an.

Her name is Yuwen Piao. Three years ago, when she was just eighteen years old, she got married with the second prince Yang Shuang and came to Yang Shuang's fiefdom - Nanjiang.

When she was four years old, Yuwen Piao knew about the southern Xinjiang, a place that was thousands of miles away. She said she had a good impression of the southern Xinjiang, but she had no good impression of it, because in addition to the border folk customs different from Chang'an, the wonderful scenery and the magical arts she loved, the southern Xinjiang were more of barren wasteland, endless yellow sand and the Xixia barbarian cavalry who came to harass the city from time to time.

Fortunately, the most gratifying thing is that she is very satisfied with her husband. Therefore, no matter how hard life in southern Xinjiang is, she is willing to accompany him.

Yang Shuang, the king of Southern Xinjiang, is a hero of the times! Looking at the four countries, Yuwen Piao has never found anyone who is better than Yang Shuang. He commanded thousands of troops and established himself as a hero among the cavalry of the Western Xia.

When talking about Yang Shuang in southern Xinjiang, no one would call him the second prince, no one would call him the prince of southern Xinjiang. Everyone would respectfully, admire, and admire him and respectfully call him the general! He is the guardian of southern Xinjiang and the god of war in the hearts of the people of southern Xinjiang!

Yuwenpiao stood on tiptoe under the peach blossom tree, dancing lightly, and her waist-thick hair was accompanied by peach blossoms falling in the wind. The sunset was scattered with the warm red light, making Yuwenpiao more like a dancing flower fairy, more intoxicating than the sweetest wine in the world.

But soon, her dance came to an abrupt end, and her body stiffened, looking at the two men walking into the yard.

Yu Wenpiao naturally recognized the man in black armor. It was her husband Yang Shuang. She danced here specifically to let him see his dance. She calculated that he would come back at this time, but she did not know that he would bring a stranger back home. This was something that had never happened before, because this place was Yang Shuang's place to rest. If it was a serious matter, he would definitely solve it in the military camp.

"The general is so lucky. There are such beautiful men around you." The man beside Yang Shuang was handsome but a bit rough. He was wearing a fox fur and looked like a person from Xixia. The man spoke as unceremonious as the barbarians of Xixia, and his eyes were staring at Yu Wenpiao, regardless of whether Yang Shuang was still by his side.

Yang Shuang did not look at Yuwen Piao, but still walked into the main hall, "I have never lacked beauties. No matter how beautiful she looks, she is just a mirror and a moon, and she will be broken when touched."

Seeing Yang Shuang like this, the man reluctantly closed his eyes, followed quickly, and walked side by side with Yang Shuang.

After entering the main hall, Yang Shuang retreated and asked, "His highness really has he decided? Is he going to sign a peace treaty with the Great Sui Dynasty?"

This person is the prince of Xixia, Geshu, who was also added to be one of the princes of the Four Kingdoms. Of course, they would not care about these false names.

Holland sat down at the upper seat of the main hall, "Yes! However, I have two conditions."

"Condition?" Yang Shuang's eyes became cold and stern, "Your Highness's conditions should be raised to the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty! This general cannot make the decision!"
Chapter completed!